Roto-Rooter Jingle

My new plumber, Al, came through the other day to service all of my toilets and to snake all my drains.
(NO THANKS TO MR. PARFENIX (my landlord).
When a plumber “snakes your drain”, he kills all the mean snakes that live in there, that’s why
plumbers make such good money and also why my old plumber was a snake-charmer – he
didn’t even have any tools, just an old middle-school recorder.
Al works with Roto-Rooter, and he was terrific.  When I asked him about the old Roto-Rooter
commercials, he said he didn’t think they ran on TV anymore, but you might catch them on the radio.
Then he told me he had a pen that played the jingle — but he didn’t want to part with it.
But at the end of his visit, he ran back out to his van and came back and gave me the pen.
He said, “With all that stuff that you got, it obviously belongs here.”
A better man might have refused him, because it seemed like the pen held some genuine
sentimental value to Al, but I’m not a better man, and I wanted the jingle pen so bad that I
actually calculated that it probably already had more sentimental value to me.
Check the jingle below!!

Jack Sprat

The whole Jack Sprat thing is pretty minimal.  It’s not like anything exciting happens or anybody learns a lesson.  It’s not funny, or particularly sweet.  Peter Pan Records did their best when they recorded this little masterpiece, making something out of almost nothing.

Don’t sleep on the little “mm-hmm” the girl gives the narrator in the intro.

Jack Sprat

The whole Jack Sprat thing is pretty minimal.  It’s not like anything exciting happens or anybody learns a lesson.  It’s not funny, or particularly sweet.  Peter Pan Records did their best when they recorded this little masterpiece, making something out of almost nothing.

Don’t sleep on the little “mm-hmm” the girl gives the narrator in the intro.

The Senior Bowling League at Melody Lanes

That’s Burt, Dan, Me (I was standing in for their missing teammate Regina), Marge, and Betty.
A swell group and a bunch of fine bowlers.  
Melody Lanes is open all the time in Sunset Park, BK.
The Senior League is always looking for more players.

It wasn’t too crowded on Thursday.
The team.  
The scorecard and the Snack Bar menu.  They have fried raviolis! 

When we told Marge we were gonna put the footage and photos we took of them on the internet,
she said, “You gotta be kidding!”

Burt, who seemed to have excellent concentration, rolls.

Betty prepares.
Burt and Dan keeping score.

One of Burt’s strikes.

I’m laughing because Dan said, “We don’t play with kids.”

Lockers.

Sign of the Day.

Me and the Melody Lanes Senior Bowling League!

That’s Burt, Dan, Me (I was standing in for their missing teammate Regina), Marge, and Betty.
A swell group and a bunch of fine bowlers.  I got some excellent sports coverage of their game,
coming soon to this site.
Melody Lanes is open all the time in Sunset Park, BK.
The Senior League is always looking for more players.

It wasn’t too crowded on Thursday.
The team.
The scorecard and the Snack Bar menu.  They have fried raviolis! 

When we told Marge we were gonna put the footage and photos we took of them on the internet,
she said, “You gotta be kidding!”

Burt, who seemed to have excellent concentration, rolls.

Betty prepares.
Burt and Dan keeping score.

One Burt’s strikes.

I’m laughing because Dan said, “We don’t play with kids.”

Lockers.

Sign of the Day.

Yes Sir That’s My Baby

“Yes Sir, That’s My Baby” is an American song written in 1925 by Walter Donaldson and Gus Kahn.  Recorded by more than 100 artists, it was a hit for Eddie Cantor, Rick Nelson and Ol’ Blue Eyes.

My favorite version is here, performed by Jason Robards (and Barry Gordon) in the movie-based-on-Herb Gardner’s-play A Thousand Clowns.  It’s a little messed up – snipped together from parts in the film where Robards stops singing and we cut away to talking scenes.  So it’s not like a flow-y, play-at-a party song, but it has something going for it – “a genuine sort of meaningful bustedness” – that is mostly impossible to find in a neat, slick album recording.

A Thousand Clowns is about a nonconforming crazy guy played by Robards who’s been out of work for awhile and takes pleasure in all sorts of eccentric fun.  He can be pretty annoying but he’s definitely my kind of guy.  The catch is that he takes care of his 11-year-old nephew and social services is on their ass to step up their living conditions and start acting like normal citizens.  Robards needs a job.

The nephew is played by Barry Gordon, who not only goes on to become the president of SAG but is also
the voice of many beloved cartoons, the most insane of which is Jabberjaw – the shark from
Hanna Barbera who has a band and sounds like Curly from the 3 Stooges.
In the end, we find out that Robards used to be a TV writer, and his main gig has been working for
Chuckles The Chipmunk, a kids show host that hawks potato chips.  With the help of the social worker,
who he falls in love with, Robards decides to go back to work, even though it sucks.  
I read somewhere that Herb Gardner, the writer, based the Robards character on Jean Shepherd, the
famous radio host who is most known for narrating A Christmas Story.  I also heard that Shepherd
was not into Clowns at all, and never talked to Gardner again after he saw the play.